It seems like I'm sleeping less and less these days. Night after night, just laying there, aimless yet awake. I wander the channels, thumb through the pages, searching for something without knowing what it is. The hours seem to stretch by without me noticing anymore, and what was once a lazy stretch past twelve turned into a regular visit to two in the morning now seems lost somewhere between three and four-thirty.
There is nothing on.
There is no one there.
So I sit there, watching it flash by.
Replaying the days, the silences, the good times, and the mistakes. Running past stairwells and birthdays, road trips and holidays. I think about the things unsaid, the fighting that got us nowhere, and the things we used to do with your digital camera.
Reliving my life
Unable to sleep
Because I desperately need to know how it ends.
There is nothing on.
There is no one there.
planet earth is blue and there's nothing I can do...
So I sit there, watching it flash by.
Replaying the days, the silences, the good times, and the mistakes. Running past stairwells and birthdays, road trips and holidays. I think about the things unsaid, the fighting that got us nowhere, and the things we used to do with your digital camera.
Reliving my life
Unable to sleep
Because I desperately need to know how it ends.
[Listening to: Flaw, "One More Time"]
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